The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

Han Qiming kept nodding, "Yeah.

Give the maid encouragement to continue.

"There are deep scars on her wrists, very deep, very deep, very deep..." She couldn't think of more accurate words for a while.

The three psychology experts present looked at each other.

One of the soldiers said on the spot: "The door can't be opened, it's locked from the inside."

"Bump the door!" Han Qiming made a quick decision.

The two soldiers immediately took up their positions.

Huo Yan's eyes flashed, and Lin Zhiyun could no longer hold back, "I have the key, I mean, I can get the key."

"How many minutes? How many seconds?" Han Qiming asked him quickly, "Do you know what one minute means to a person with a high IQ?"

Due to the economic situation, Han Qiming didn't have time to explain too much and gave the order directly.

One of the soldiers shouted Gu Weimian's name, retreated to a more powerful position, counted down three seconds, and charged towards the door.

Just when he took the first step, there was the sound of unlocking from the direction of the door.

Then, Gu Weimian appeared at the door of the room, leaning against the door frame with a cold smile on his lips, "It is not polite to randomly open a lady's room."

While everyone breathed a sigh of relief, they immediately looked at Gu Weimian's wrist.

She was wearing long sleeves, and that area was completely covered.

Han Qiming stepped forward slowly, "Sorry, Miss Gu, we heard screams downstairs. Considering that someone just inflicted some violence on you, we can't help but make a fuss."

He smiled gently, spoke slowly, and was a bit self-deprecating, but his eyes never left Gu Weimian's face.

Gu Weimian stared back at him, his expression cold and unmoved.

Seeing that Han Qiming was about to walk up to her, the atmosphere in the corridor seemed to become tense.

Gu Weimian smiled. She straightened up and walked slowly towards Han Qiming.

The distance between the two people was quickly shortened, but Gu Weimian's footsteps had no intention of slowing down, and she was about to bump into Han Qiming.

In the last few seconds, the closer Gu Weimian got, the greater the pressure she brought. By the last moment, the pressure was like a tsunami.

Even though Han Qiming had excellent mental quality, his breathing was calm for a moment.

Gu Weimian suddenly turned around and passed by him.

Everyone present was stunned.

Lin Zhiyun realized something, "Miss Gu, where are you going?"

Gu Weimian sighed, "I told you, I just want to have a good sleep."

And this place was obviously not a good place to sleep. She couldn't accept that someone might rush in at any time while she was sleeping.

At least now she has no choice but to face this calmly.

Lin Zhiyun wanted to speak to persuade him to stay, but Han Qiming stopped him with a look.

Seeing that Gu Weimian was really about to leave, the other two psychology experts became uneasy.

"Shouldn't this be done only after the three of us discuss it?" said one of the experts named Lin Miaoshan.

Han Qiming pinched his eyebrows and said, "We shouldn't put more pressure on her now. You all know that she is still suffering from post-traumatic stress disorder. We all know that such a patient needs some time to let her deal with her emotions alone. "

"What if she can't handle it well? You know the result, right! Can you bear this responsibility?"